Problem solving, involving cats.
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LIS: There's a big moth in the bedroom, please get rid of it.
IAN: Where?
LIS: It's on the wall above the humidifier on your bureau.
IAN: It's too high up; I can't reach it.
LIS: Can the cat?
IAN: What?
LIS: Can you have the cat get the moth?
IAN: Which cat?
LIS: OUR cat.
IAN: Okay, I'll try. Where is the Boop?
LIS: Last I saw, she was in the bathroom.
[IAN goes into the bathroom, picks up the cat -- who, incidentally, had a vaguely guilty look on her face, that's not a good sign -- carries her too the bedroom, and puts her on the bureau next to the humidifier.]
IAN: Cat, look there. No, there. Up, cat. Above you.
LIS: Does she see it?
IAN: She's facing the wrong way.
[IAN turns cat around. Cat looks at some random piece of fluff on the dresser.]
IAN: Look UP, cat. There's a moth there. You LIKE eating moths.
[IAN takes cat's head in his hands and points head directly at the moth. Boopsie suddenly perks up, stretches out her neck.]
IAN: Okay, she sees it.
[CAT whacks moth, which falls down behind dresser.]
IAN: That didn't take long. . .
[CAT looks mournfully down behind dresser. . . ]
IAN: Where?
LIS: It's on the wall above the humidifier on your bureau.
IAN: It's too high up; I can't reach it.
LIS: Can the cat?
IAN: What?
LIS: Can you have the cat get the moth?
IAN: Which cat?
LIS: OUR cat.
IAN: Okay, I'll try. Where is the Boop?
LIS: Last I saw, she was in the bathroom.
[IAN goes into the bathroom, picks up the cat -- who, incidentally, had a vaguely guilty look on her face, that's not a good sign -- carries her too the bedroom, and puts her on the bureau next to the humidifier.]
IAN: Cat, look there. No, there. Up, cat. Above you.
LIS: Does she see it?
IAN: She's facing the wrong way.
[IAN turns cat around. Cat looks at some random piece of fluff on the dresser.]
IAN: Look UP, cat. There's a moth there. You LIKE eating moths.
[IAN takes cat's head in his hands and points head directly at the moth. Boopsie suddenly perks up, stretches out her neck.]
IAN: Okay, she sees it.
[CAT whacks moth, which falls down behind dresser.]
IAN: That didn't take long. . .
[CAT looks mournfully down behind dresser. . . ]
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Date: 2004-09-07 06:52 pm (UTC)I think this is the line that makes the story.
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Date: 2004-09-07 08:26 pm (UTC)Actually, one time a cat chasing a moth really discovered mid-snatch that the screen was open, and bolted out the window. She didn't quite "fly," but it was rather a role reversal. (The moth, meanwhile, fled deeper into the house.)
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Date: 2004-09-07 07:15 pm (UTC)I had a spider in the house one day and no one, roommates, gay boy visiting, female visiting, wanted anything to do with it. Bear came over, took a sniff, and ate it. Problem solved!
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